BLACKMAIL | MATT CHAMPION

MISSION ONE

"let's try this again," matt unbuckles his seatbelt, "pass me some eggs." i gladly hand some over to him, and i as well take some for myself.

"oh and remember, aim for the windows and door." he says right before we get out the car. as we come out, i can't help feel like we're in a badass movie scene.

we get closer to the house and i look over at, matt, "so, we just throw them?"

"no, you put it in your mouth then spit it out. yes, you just throw them!" he says sarcastically.

he grabs an egg from his pocket and chucks it to their front window, "like that." he whispers.

i look at the yellow gooey substance run down the window, "not bad, but i bet i can hit the door before you can." i throw one and it ends up on the roof.

"i don't think you should bet on that." he throws more. we continue to throw eggs back and forth to see who hits the door first.

we both look at each other's hands and see we each only have one egg left, "if i make this then you have to be nice to me for a whole day." i smirk, tossing the egg in my palm.

"deal, as if you'll make it anyways." matt pulls his arm back and throws it with all his force, but still misses.

"shit." he whispers to himself.

i do the same, and to my surprise i made it, "i told you i'd do it!" i yell out of excitement.

matt shushes me, "everlee, shut the fuck up! you're going to wake them up!" he whispers aggressively to me.

the yolk covered door swings open, and out comes out a grown man in just his boxers, "what are you kids doing here?!" he flips us off while we run off safely into the car.

matt, starts up the car quickly and drives as fast as he can. i look out the window and see the man chasing behind us until we finally lose him.

the car is filled with silence as we drive down the street, but i can't help but laugh, "matt, that was incredible! that was the most fun i've ever had!" i lay back, smiling.

i hear something that i never thought i would ever hear in my entire life. i hear his laugh. it's a real one, not a fake one.

matt fills the car up with his own laughter, "did you see his boxers? probably has shit stains and a rat living in there." he even causes me to laugh.

"you want to know what's even funnier?" i ask him after we finally calm down from all the laughing.

"what?"

"you having to be nice to me for a whole day," i tease, "did you hear that? a whole day."

"fuck, you were serious?" 

i nod my head, "a bet is a bet, champion. you lost and i won."

"you make my life a living hell, everlee." he sighs.

"but you're having a good time so don't complain so much." i say confidently.

a little while later we finally get home. matt securely closes his car, while we part ways to walk towards our own homes.

"hey, everlee?"  i hear his voice from a distance right before i open my front door.

"what is it?"

"i'm not crazy about your whole plan for your ex and all, but being apart of it isn't so bad. i haven't been able to laugh for these past weeks, but just by thinking about the past few hours makes me laugh," he pauses for a few seconds, "so thank you." he struggles to say, since i'm guessing he doesn't say it often.

i smile, "no problem, champion." i finally go inside of my home.

did i really just hear his laugh and hear him say thank you, all in one night?

worth it.

a/n:
i'm sorry but every time i get to matt's verse in zipper, I FUCKING GET PREGNANT. his verse always gets me fucked UP. im truly sorry you just read that.